My valentine..

He’s so stinking cute.  Especially in his new jammies.

Too bad he’s learned how to throw a temper tantrum.  This particular night he wouldn’t eat any other way.  It had to be on the floor, with two bowls, one with pears and one with shredded cheese.  I couldn’t talk him into sitting at a table, or eating the main course.  Anything other than what you see pictured here elicited lots of screaming!  And please ignore my extremely dirty floor…I have since mopped it!